David & Elaine, it's taken me a while to write this; it's just so hard. I always find myself writing something but then I start crying & find myself looking at his pictures & emails we had. I miss him so much, there's not a day I don't think of him. I know Michael wouldn't want us to cry, but it's our way of showing him how much we loved him. I hope you guys & the girls are doing ok. My prayers are with you all. Iíll be up there pretty soon when my semester's over. love, Mariana
I remember in 4th grade when I met Michael, I just thought he was the most amazing boy I've ever met. We became best friends and got in trouble together at school for saying we had to go to the bathroom when we really just wanted to exchange notes. Little memories like that will stick with me forever. I remember when we were put in the same 6th grade class together, I was so happy I couldn't even tell you. We also got put at the same table together, that was a bit of trouble. Our teacher separated us one day and put me and Michael on opposite sides of the classroom, that didn't work out, we found our way back to sitting with each other. Ms.Mussman knew we were inseparable. You'd think we had enough of each other at school, but that wasn't the case. We called each other non-stop when we got home, we'd talk pretty much until bedtime and on the computer.
I remember the day he broke the news to me that he and his family were moving to Michigan for David's job. I was heart broken; I was losing my best friend. You'd think that we'd split apart or lose contact but nothing ever broke the bond Michael and I had. We talked non-stop, updated each other daily, it felt like he never moved. We knew everything about each other.
The day after he passed, I got a phone call from one of his friends up in Michigan. At first, I didn't believe it and hung up on them. Then tried to let it sink in, but it just wouldn't. I had just spoke to him when he was packing up for camp and he was telling me how he promised to write & that we would see each other in August. It just didn't make sense and I didn't believe it. My parents came home right away and tried to explain to me that he was no longer with us. But I didn't want to believe it. Losing someone that I cared so much about since 4th grade, it was just unbelievable to me.
I quickly got an airline ticket to Michigan because I wanted to spend time with his family. When I got off the plane in Detroit my first reaction was to call Michael and that's when it hit me, Michael's really gone. Being with his family made me feel better. It was like being with Michael, I was with everyone he loved. Meeting his friends, that he always wanted me to meet also made me feel a little better, because Michael would be so happy that I met his friends. He loved his friends and family. "Sometimes things happen we can't explain". I guess this is one of those things. It's unreal to everyone still, and it probably will for a really long time. Michael, there's not a day that goes by and I don't think of you. I think of you constantly. The little things remind me of you, and I always catch myself crying. I know you wouldn't want that, but every tear shows how much I loved you. I miss our talks at night and you passing the phone to your friends for me to talk to them. I miss everything about you. I remember about a month ago, how we were talking about our future. You were so excited for college & how I was going to go up and visit you when you came back from camp. Michael you'll always be in my heart, you made such an impact in my life. I'm trying to live everyday a little more like you did. You taught me so much in life.
I'll love you FOREVER Michael.
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